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On the mantelpiece of this little office a little leaden battalion of canisters was drawn up and on the table before the window stood four or five china bowls which were usually half full of a black liquid.
And without linking up the events of the day or drawing a conclusion from them, Pierre closed his eyes, seeing a vision of the country in summertime mingled with memories of bathing and of the liquid, vibrating globe, and he sank into water so that it closed over his head.
War and Peace(V5) By Leo Tolstoy Context
He was the kindest of nurses, and at stated times took off the bandages, and steeped them in the cooling liquid that was kept ready, and put them on again, with a patient tenderness that I was deeply grateful for.
Great Expectations By Charles Dickens Context
She steeped a piece of linen in a basin, into which she poured some liquid from a bottle, and laid it with a gentle hand upon the sore.
Hard Times By Charles Dickens Context
She spoke in the soft slurring voice of the coastal Georgian, liquid of vowels, kind to consonants and with the barest trace of French accent.
Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche Context
There are liquid clays, springs, hard rocks, and those soft and deep quagmires which special science calls moutardes.
Les Misérables (V5) By Victor Hugo Context
Lotty, with Teutonic phlegm, was calmly eating bread and currant wine, for the jelly was still in a hopelessly liquid state, while Mrs.
Little Women By Louisa May Alcott Context
Soon a rill of clear oil trickled from the carcases, whereupon Clym dipped the corner of his handkerchief into the liquid and anointed the wound.
Return of the Native By Thomas Hardy Context
Himself, his head bound with stripped leaves of olive, he stands apart on the prow holding the cup, and casts the entrails into the salt flood and pours liquid wine.
Monsieur Ratignolle was putting up a mixture himself, very carefully, dropping a red liquid into a tiny glass.
The Awakening By Kate Chopin Context
Then he thought it was time to make the last trial, and he put the phial to the purple lips of Faria, and without having occasion to force open his jaws, which had remained extended, he poured the whole of the liquid down his throat.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre Dumas Context